"It's you, now that you look like you are not cooperating with those guys from the Spiritual Cultist group, are you?"

Hearing Lin Ruo at this time, Medich did not answer immediately. He squinted his eyes slightly, and his sight first fell in front of Klein, unabashedly protecting Lin Ruo, and then looked at the victim. Klein, who was guarded by someone behind him, finally showed some seriousness in his gaze.

To be honest, this was the first time Medici saw Lin Ruo protecting someone like a cub. In his past memory, even when he was protecting those mortals, the other party had never been like this--even if it was. The same stands in front of you, but the alienation between him and mortals at that time, and the closeness of "this person I cover" that was clearly shown at this time, are also two completely different concepts.

When getting along with other people, let alone, Medici had never been interested in getting to know the children that Lin Ruo had met, and among his friends with Lin Ruo, almost no one would be protected by Lin Ruo in this way.

As for Medici himself-in those years when the uncle Medici himself and a certain black, the role of protector has always been the king of angels through the path of the red priest, and the angel of war with the value of force.

This was at first because of the Lord’s command, and later it became a habit.

Therefore, Medici always regarded himself as half an elder in front of Lin Ruo. Even if a Xiaohei never admits it, Medici is used to treating Lin Ruo in the same way he treats his younger brother or younger generation.

It is precisely because of this that Medici's mood is somewhat subtle when seeing this scene suddenly.

"student?"

Medici repeated the word, his critical gaze fell on Klein, and he looked at the bookish, black-haired young man who looked even weak, as if he was evaluating the value of an item.

He asked: "Little thing, what is your name? What is the sequence? Which way?"

"Before asking others about this, shouldn't you report yourself first?" Klein suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when facing Medici's gaze that seemed to be looking at the objects. If he was alone, he might endure it. After all, he was obviously a big boss, but after all, his biggest backstage was here, and Klein naturally became a lot harder.

After all, from Lin Ruo's attitude just now, Klein had already tasted a piece of news - Lin Ruo was not afraid of the war angel in front of him.

Even, Lin Ruo just said that it seemed to be talking to Medici, but he was actually talking to him synchronously-don't persuade, the Lord covers you!

"Ha!" Medici suddenly laughed, smiling openly and arrogantly. At this time, his whole person was also out of the glass window, sitting on the edge of the window like an uncle, with Erlang's legs tilted, looking at Klein condescendingly, and said: "You can call me Medici, currently Sequence 2, Hunter Path."

"It's your turn, little thing."

While saying this, he pressed his hand on his cheek. This was an inconspicuous gesture, but it made the next person look on since the two started talking, and Lin Ruo, who was watching the play happily, blinked. blink.

He guessed... Medici was forcibly suppressing Sauron and Einhorn who were about to talk.

In order to pull sideways and to watch the play, Lin Ruo decided to speak, "Isn't it Sauron Einhorn Medici?"

Medici, who was originally a gangster, suddenly became a little stagnant.

At this time, phantom wounds finally appeared on both sides of his cheek, like two mouths, one on the left and the other began to chat.

"That's it, what Medici, do you think we don't exist?"

"Hey, how old are you, still fighting with kids here, angel of war, that's it?"

"Shame!"

"I bother!"

"Shut up!" Medici yelled in a low voice, and his voice was igniting. He rubbed both cheeks fiercely. With his movements, the illusory mouth on it disappeared without a trace, as if just now. Everything is just an illusion.

But that is obviously not an illusion.

Klein’s mouth twitched when he stared at all this. If Medici just gave him the feeling that he was wanton, like a hot flame, and it seemed to be able to smell the rusty smell of war through it. After such an episode, the other party suddenly felt a bit of sand sculpture in his eyes.

After all, there are not many people who can quarrel with themselves these days, and the quarrels are like three cross talks.

But is this the same thing? Medici's personality split?

No, that's not right. I remember that the names Sauron and Einhorn mentioned that Lin Ruo mentioned...

I didn’t know about Medici’s death, but Lin Ruo had made up for the lesson. Klein, who had some basic knowledge of the quaternary elders, recalled and introduced himself: "Klein Moretti, the magic of Sequence 7 Master, the way of the fortuneteller."

"Fortuneteller?" Medici raised his eyebrows, he suddenly laughed, with a playful smile, looked at Lin Ruo, and said, "Xiao Hei, don't you think it's too late to start training now?"

"Do you really think he has time?"

Obviously, after knowing Klein's approach, Medici had already figured out a lot of things.

Of course, he also knew that this world needs a master of mystery~lightnovelpub.net~ probably can guess the plan of the gods, and at this juncture, Lin Ruo actually accepted a fortune-teller as a student, Medici How could he not guess what he was thinking.

"I don't think it's too late. If I don't try, how can I know if there will be a miracle." Lin Ruo was not surprised at what Medici understood at this moment.

"I thought you would support Abraham more." Medici looked at Lin Ruo and said thoughtfully, "So Abraham really had an accident?"

As a person who has been trapped in the underground ruins and got out of the trap not long ago, even though Medici has been able to gather some information by relying on Tudor’s descendants and other channels over the years, what he knows is limited. It is natural for some things. Still half-knowledge.

As for the information about Abraham, Medici obviously hadn't had time to collect it.

"Abraham..." Lin Ruo paused, thinking of what Father Palles had said, he often travels with Abraham, and his mood is a bit complicated, saying: "He did have an accident...or maybe he would be a good choice. !"

No, it can't even be described as a good choice.

After all, with the character and strength shown by Mr. Men, if there is nothing wrong with him, the Goddess of Night will probably directly support the other party.

In that case, Klein might not be born at all, and even if he was born, he would not have to shoulder the burden of saving the world by himself. He can choose the position of the master of mystery by himself, and he can choose whether to hand over the source castle to Mr. Door, and then become a Sequence 3 that belongs to him only.

With Mr. Men's character and his support, Klein can live according to his own ideas.

Unfortunately, there is no if.